jnthn

(edited out bitterness overdose)
written on the backside of a flyer:

razorblade and bowl of warm water provided...complimentary.

happy new years!

I was raised up, like the electronic sign on key bridge proclaiming: Elevated..., like that I was come saturday-NO-Sunday, seductive tennis. I s'pose, like anything that takes you up, you always have to come down. I've decided to not stop where I started...why not go deeper.

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I'll spell it out, because the poetic, philosophical scratchy version left a bad taste:

The moving process has begun. I'm not happy about it AT ALL. This sucks. You might just want to stay away for a few days unless you've got nothing but goodness and special Jonathan treats of text or jrnl bombs or IM's or whatever. For fucking real.

Great fuckin' day! /////

as it turned out the robot squashed the cat yesterday with ONE cup of coffee. It was enough to take it over the edge, robot got hold of the cell phone, the text messager, the emailer, and who knows what else. The cat still thinks yr messing with him, though, he's hiding in the corner until the robot's battery runs low, which should be now.
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heheheheh! wow that was a rollercoaster! It always such a bummer when that side wins out, but trauma overtakes drama and then you've got some damage control. He muttered something about driving you up the wall until you hated him, like a stupid prank. Cool.